Title: Lost and Found
Author: LiLAqUaMaRiE
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairings/Characters: Natalia Boa Vista
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Drama, angst.
Word Count: 1,082
Summary: Natalia has a big problem; her ex-husband is back in her life again.
Note: This fic is a sequel to another fic I wrote "What She Deserves", so it is better to read that one to get a better understanding towards some references I made of it within this fic. As well, after watching the episode "If Looks Could Kill" I decided to tie in some of the events within that episode to my fic. Btw, does anyone know of Natalia's ex-husband last name? I don't' recall if they ever mentioned it or not. Never mind, I was just in formed that his last name is Townsend.

Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
- 'My Immortal' by Evanescence

Chapter One: The Visitor

It was a nice and sunny day in Miami. The inhabitants roamed the streets in their normal daily routines. They all went on with a happy outlook towards life, and the people of the Miami-Dade CSI labs were no exception – all except one that is.

Natalia Boa Vista silently walked into her lab within the CSI building. Her face held a smile, a fake smile that she was trying to hold for anyone she may come across with - but on the inside she was breaking.

For the past few weeks her life hasn't been easy; ever since her entanglement with the FBI was revealed, she had been shunned by her co-workers. Seeing the disappointment and the angry looks that were thrown at her by the team she once looked upon as her friends – her family – had hurt her deep within her core. It resembled a torture that she was submitted to daily and she knew she couldn't complain. In their eyes what she did was wrong, so she deserved what she was getting.

Natalia sat down in an empty chair within her lab with her hands in her lap. She glanced down at them, noticing the faint scratches that covered her knuckles on one hand. It brought her back to when she had a nervous breakdown in her apartment a few days ago. All the pain she was holding within her couldn't be kept hidden any longer and she remembered losing control as she slammed a fist into a mirror within her apartment.

What she didn't know was whether it was thanks to luck or to the fact that no one really cared about her to notice them when they were really fresh and red. Now the scratches were just marks of the past that were fading as each day went by, just like how her soul within seemed to be doing.

Natalia believed that the pain she had to endure from the treatment she was getting from her team was bad enough along with the pain she had carried over from her life before the CSI. However, fate decided that it wasn't done messing with her yet.

Thanks to fate being a bitch to her, she had yet another problem to add to her ever growing list of misery.

Her ex-husband was back.

Natalia closed her eyes tightly. Her arms went around her lower torso as her body trembled involuntary at the mere mention of that man.

Natalia really couldn't comprehend the events that had taken place within her life. Her ex-husband was out of jail and back in her life and there wasn't anything she could do to stop it. That alone was what terrified her.

Her grip on her body got tighter as she tried to control the trembles that escaped from her. But it was useless. She was afraid of her ex – Nick Townsend – afraid of who he was, what he could do, and how he could so easily control her if he truly wanted to. Tears escaped from her eyes. She didn't want to remember about Nick and her life with him. She thought she finally had control over her life the moment he was out of hers, for what she thought was for good.

Natalia was wrong.

The moment Nick stepped back into her life was the moment when what was left of her control slipped between her fingers and back into his.

If she had any hope for any sort of happy future, she knew she could start waving goodbye to it. Because if she thought of any small possibility of ever regaining her co-workers' trust again, with her ex back, she could see those possibilities turning into dust.

Unfortunately the pain she held inside that kept on growing was slowly taking a toll on her sanity. Part of her actually started to believe she was getting what she deserved. She deserved pain, and that was what she was getting so she should just welcome it with open arms. She was breaking and she had no control to stop it.

She wanted someone to come and save her before there was nothing left to save.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

Natalia's eyes opened up immediately as she glanced up to see Nick staring down at her. She quickly stood; instinctively she took a step back as she questioned him. "Wh-what are you doing here?"

Nick snorted as he crossed his arms across his chest as he stared at her with a smirk upon his face. "What can't I visit my ex-wife now?"

Her body started to tremble once again in fear. "Y-you're n-not supposed to be here! Go!" She pointed at the doorway.

Nick shook his head as he slowly walked towards Natalia as she tried to move farther away but she was trapped against a chair and the wall. "But Nat, dear, remember you said we should try and make peace with one another." He gave her a lopsided grin, "You don't want me to go back to putting you on restraining orders, now do you dear?" He had gotten so close to her that he was inches apart from her.

Natalia swallowed hard. Her mind was screaming at her to run far away from where she was and to not look back, but she was frozen in fear. "But I…you…" Her lips trembled as her eyes watered, "Get away from me." Her voice became a whisper as he leaned closer, touching her face with his strong hands.

"Such beauty. You were always very beautiful Natalia, you know that don't you." His hands started to caress her face not caring if she didn't want him to touch her.

Tears freely ran from her eyes as she tried to plead with him. "Please go away. Please…."

He smirked down at her as his hand started to caress her chin, "I've noticed you had a fling with that guy – Delko was it?" He asked her before his hand went and roughly grabbed her chin. "You know I don't like sharing you Nat?"

Natalia lifted her hands, trying to push him away, but she felt weak with fear. It was as if he always had some sort of power over her that she couldn't fight against. The grip he had on her was strong and rough. It was hurting her. After a few moments he released her, though he still was standing very close to her. "Don't forget dear, you belong to me."